I didn't realize what I am most grateful for this year until the final hours of Thanksgiving Day. An aunt whom I was extremely close to passed away in Seattle at midnight west coast time. She is happy for all the right things (love in every form) and sad for all the right things (injustice of any sort). I will remember sharing French pastries with her and wrapping Chinese dumplings with her. I will remember how girlishly she giggled the first time she met my now-husband. We had just started dating but were already in love and she could tell. I am grateful for my aunt's lifelong innocence. She was 58.